Eden

My house is something to behold, and not because it’s a nine-million-dollar home in Pacific Palisades. It’s a treasure because I stuck to my roots, purchasing a home that could easily have passed for a close cousin of Goodnight House. I may not have had a relationship with my grandmother, which prevented me from returning home, but this house confirms to me that I sure as hell missed my heritage. While not exactly like Goodnight House, it’s similar enough, done in stucco with long white pillars and outdoor balconies that run the length of the house. Inside, the décor is traditional with custom crown molding, wainscot paneling, and coffered ceilings.

On a street of houses that look like large glass boxes or haciendas, my house looks like it came straight from the South. When Coop and I walk in, I can’t help but prattle on about the features, which include a media room, gym, and a wet/dry sauna. The backyard includes an infinity pool that overlooks the canyon with the ocean in the distance. Coop listens to me patiently as I give him a tour, but I know that he knows I’m nervous to have him here. I’m terrified my world is going to overwhelm him. I’m also afraid how completely obvious it is by the house I chose to live in that I have some serious longing for those things I left behind that were a comfort to me, and I’m afraid that makes me pathetic.

Coop got a very quick taste of my fame at the airport, as I was immediately recognized. Fans were whipping out cameras to take pictures. When we were about to exit the airport, I muttered to him, “Put on your sunglasses.”

“So I look Hollywood?” he asked with a laugh as he put them on.

“Because there will be thousands of pictures of you snapped, and they’ll look for that one that can be badly interpreted. Trust me, with all of the ways we move our facial muscles, invariably there will be one that probably looks like you hate me or something, and they’ll pounce on it.”

“Are you shitting me?” His mouth was hanging open in astonishment.

“Not shitting you,” I told him grimly, and then we pushed out into the sunshine and were met with dozens of paparazzi with cameras. They like to skulk about the airport trying to catch any celebrity that comes through. I ignored them as we rolled our bags to a chauffeur waiting for us in front of a dark sedan with a sign that read GOODNIGHT. The photographers followed, crowded, got pushy with their snapping cameras and questions being thrown at me left and right.

“Eden…are you and Cooper Mayfield in a relationship now?”

“Eden…are you going to be filming with Brad…”

“Eden…what do you think of Lilliana Prentice moving into Brad’s home this past week?”

I didn’t respond, but that one was interesting. He didn’t waste any time, and I’m assuming things were definitely over between Lilliana and her husband. I did wonder if Lilliana knew that Brad was at my house in Georgia just a few days ago trying to make things right with me.

Coop follows me upstairs to my bedroom, carrying both of our suitcases. Colleen’s coming over in a few hours to go over the legal documents to break my contract on Brad’s film. She’s also dying to meet Coop, so that’s the real reason she’s coming, although she graciously offered to pick up his tux we’d ordered for tomorrow tonight’s award ceremony and deliver it to us.

My master suite is beautiful, and it’s the one room in the house that I actually decorated to my tastes. The rest of the house is simplistic, as I’m not here enough to really enjoy it. But my bedroom is where I relax, and I wanted it to reflect a peaceful design. My walls are done in silvers and slate blues, as are the roman shades in different patterns. My bed is actually a unornamented box frame with a square wooden headboard with a live edge, stained a dark mahogany. The wall facing the ocean is nothing but floor-to-ceiling windows with a private balcony accessed by French doors. There is nothing more relaxing than to go to sleep with those doors open and feel the sea breeze coming in.

The sound of Coop setting down the luggage catches my attention and I turn to face him. I clutch my hands in front of my stomach and ask, “So what do you think?”

He doesn’t say anything, but his expression says it all. It says, I love your house because you stuck to your heritage. I’m also sorry that this is about the only thing you’ve had to remind you of home over the years.

Damn, intuitive guy.

We’d stopped and grabbed lunch at one of the local restaurants off Sunset Boulevard, but there’s so much to see and do around here I’m not really sure where to start.

“What do you want to do?” I ask hesitantly, quickly changing the subject before he can give me an honest answer to my question. “I can take you sightseeing. Or we can go hang out on the beach. Shopping even.”

Coop walks to me, his long legs eating up the distance in no time. His hand slides into my hair at the back of my head and he grabs a fistful, tugging on it gently so my face tips back. He bends down, grazes his lips against mine, and murmurs, “I want you to get naked and get on your bed. I’m here in LA with you, and now I want what you promised me.”

My eyes go wide as pleasure skitters down my spine from the rough need in his voice. “Right now?”

“Why wait?” he asks me, his hand gripping a bit harder, and the little sting to my scalp is exhilarating. Coop’s always been control in bed, even a little forceful, but I felt he had more bristling under the surface, and my body responds to that prospect immediately. My legs get rubbery and my panties get wet.

Coop turns my body around just by his hold in my hair and then gives me a gentle push toward the bed as he releases me. “Get naked, get on your hands and knees, and push that ass in the air.”

“Coop,” I whisper as I freeze in place. I don’t stop because I’m scared or nervous, but because I’m almost paralyzed with such potent desire my mind goes blank.

Stepping up behind me, Coop moves my hair away from my neck and brushes his lips there. “You okay?”

I nod, shiver…nod again. “Uh-huh.”

“Can you take my cock in your ass?” he rumbles.

My entire body shudders. “Uh-huh.”

“And you got some toys we can play with to help you get loosened up first?” he asks, and I can hear the subtle humor in his voice.

I nod again, then lift a shaky hand to point to my closet. “Pink box on the top shelf.”

Coop moves to the closet, gets the box I described, and brings it back to set on the bed. He opens it up and peruses the contents, his hands picking up various toys and examining them.

“I fucking hate thinking about you using this shit with—”

“I didn’t,” Eden breaks in, because she knew where I was going. “Not with Brad because he wasn’t very adventurous. But before him, several years ago, there was—”

Coop holds up a hand, the palm facing me as he continues to rummage in the box. “Don’t want to know about it.”

I snap my mouth shut and try not to smile about his jealousy. Surely he understands I may have had an active sex life after we broke up, because I sure as hell know he probably had a more prolific one than I did.

And yeah…I don’t want to think about that either.

Coop finally pulls something out, turns to me, and holds it out. “This is what we’ll use.”

I swallow as I take in the glass butt plug that’s not the smallest one I’ve got. It’s been a long time and I know this could get…uncomfortable.

But I also trust Coop and I know he wouldn’t hurt me. I would have never trusted Brad with that toy Coop’s now holding. He would have never understood how to use it other than with brute force, and I’m awfully glad that Brad was a dud in the sack.

“Lube?” Coop asks, but there’s nothing clinical in his tone. It’s husky, warm, and tinged with lust.

“Nightstand,” I whisper.

“Good,” he says with a feral smile that should scare me but excites me instead. He nods toward the bed. “Naked. Ass in air.”

“Okay,” I breathe out in a whisper, and start to undress.

Coop stalks around the bed to my nightstand but he watches me the entire time. After he has the lube in hand, he comes back around the bed to where I’m removing my panties. He casually tosses the plug and lube onto the bed and takes over for me. His thumbs go into the elastic edge and he squats as he pulls the silky material down my legs. I gasp as he leans in, licks me between my legs hard before straightening again. My entire body feels taut and on the verge of snapping from the sexual tension he’s already filled me with.

“Crawl on the bed, Eden,” Coop murmurs, even giving me a little push at the center of my back. I do as he asks, and because he’d told me previously to put my ass in my air, I go down to my elbows. Craning my neck, I look back to see him take the lube and crawl up behind me.

“Aren’t you going to get undressed?” I ask him.

“Be quiet,” he says in a low voice that’s threaded with absolute command. I’ve never heard that tone from him, but my pussy absolutely trembles as it knows this is a different Coop I’m seeing. “Turn around and look straight ahead.”

A quavering breath releases from my mouth and I do as he orders. I suck it back in just as quickly as Coop crawls up close, using a knee to sweep my legs to push them farther apart. Then his large, warm palm callused by his work covers my ass where he strokes it softly before dipping down. Bypassing my ass, his fingers go to my slick folds and he drags his fingers through briefly.

A mere test, I know.

He pulls them out, drags his fingertips down the inside of one thigh, and I can feel the trail of wetness it leaves behind.

“You’re so responsive,” Coop murmurs, almost to himself. He sounds awed.

I tense at the click of the lube cap and start to turn my head to look at him.

“Face straight,” he barks at me in a low voice, and my head snaps back. His voice softens. “Don’t you worry about what I’m doing back here.”

And I don’t.

Worry at all.

But I wish he’d get on with it. I’m dying from the anticipation.

Cold liquid hits the very top of my ass crack and I can tell he’s squirted a large amount. Very slowly, and very gently, he uses just one long finger to drag it down between my cheeks, where he massages around my tight hole. When he pushes just the tip of his finger in, I moan and my forehead falls to the mattress. My muscles contract back against him, and he pushes in farther until I can feel his knuckle grazing against the muscle of my ass.

“So tight,” Coop murmurs. “Hot…tight…perfect.”

I groan.

Coop’s finger is gone and I brace for the plug, but he moves off the bed. My head pops up and I turn to look at him. He grins at me and says, “Come up on your hands, baby. And spread those legs a little wider.”

Shamelessly, I do as he asks, knowing my backside is looking incredibly enticing, because he can’t take his eyes off it.

“Move forward,” he orders. “Until you can grasp the headboard.”

Oh geez. He’s not only going to fuck my ass, but it’s going to be hard. I don’t know whether to be scared or delighted.

Again I do as Coop tells me, and the minute my hands latch on to the headboard, I’m surprised to feel him immediately come back onto the bed as the mattress dips. Then I feel the mattress moving, and something brushing past the insides of my thighs, then grazing my breasts. I look down and find Coop on his back—still fully clothed—and inching his way underneath me on his back until we’re face-to-face.

He grins at me, head resting on the pillow, and says, “Hi.”

“What are you doing down there?” I ask with a return grin. “Last I heard, you were interested in the vicinity of my butt.”

“True,” he admits, then gives me a devilish wink. “Still am. But I’m not one to rush things back there.”

“What did you have in mind then?” I ask him, because he just lubed my ass and now he’s underneath me fully clothed.

I shriek in surprise when Coop’s large hands grab my thighs and he heaves me up his body. He uses pure strength to lift me and spread my legs so I’m perched right over his face. My eyes are wide as I hunch my back to look down at him. He rolls his eyes backward to gaze at me and says, “Lower yourself, baby.”

“Lower?” I ask, my voice so thick with lust I’m surprised the words come out.

“Sit. On. My. Face,” Coop orders. “I want to make you come this way.”

“Oh geez, baby,” I murmur as my entire body tingles with appreciation for the generosity of this man.

“Down,” he murmurs.

And I lower myself. Right onto his mouth, and he devours me. His hands palm my ass, massaging the muscles, while he uses his lips and tongue in a well-choreographed dance to assault my clit. His feasting is hard, brutal, and determined to get me where he wants me to go quickly. I know I won’t last long.

Coop’s hands leave my ass, one hand dropping to push two fingers into my pussy from behind. He curls them, sucks on my clit, and I start to explode.

I cry out, the burst of pleasure so intense, and then…and then…Coop begins to gently insert the glass plug into my ass as I continue to shake and tremble through my orgasm. His lips purse around my clit and he sucks yet again. I explode again as he pushes the plug to the hilt. The small bite of pain quickly recedes and the fullness is welcome and missed. It’s been a long time since I’ve done something like this.

If I thought Coop was going to give me some time to recuperate, I would have been wrong. He puts his arms around me, locks them tight, and rolls us so I’m on my back. When my ass hits the mattress, the plug jostles and I groan from the sensation.

Coop peers down at me as he lays his fully clothed body down my length. “You okay?”

I nod with a dazed smile.

“Good,” he says as he pushes up, goes to his knees, and edges backward. Just as he reaches the end of the bed and places one foot on the floor, he grabs my ankles and hauls me down the mattress. I cry out, because the plug moves again and it feels exquisitely good.

With a tight jawline and eyes blazing with lust, Coop quickly works at his belt, button, and zipper. He pushes his pants down his hips and past his ass, freeing his cock. It’s so fucking hard, long, and almost angry looking because of the dark purple coloring of the head. It’s weeping clear liquid, and with his hand he strokes upward and squeezes it out so it dribbles down onto the mattress.

In another quick move that makes me dizzy, Coop releases himself, takes me by my legs, and flips me over onto my stomach. His hands go to my hips and he pulls me up. My hands scrabble, latch on to the comforter, and finally flatten out with my palms supporting my weight along with my knees. My shins rest on the edge of the bed and Coop holds me secure with one hand on a hip. With the other, he takes his cock, lines it up to my pussy, and drives into me hard. His pelvis slams into the flattened end of the butt plug and it causes my muscles to ripple in pleasure.

“Oh fuck,” I scream out from the sensation of his hitting deep and the plug being manipulated by his thrust.

“God that feels good,” Coop says through gritted teeth as he pulls out. Then he drives back in and immediately sets up a deep, hard pace. He fucks me quickly, our flesh slapping and my breasts swaying so hard they actually hurt a little.

Coop grunts and groans and I feel a drop of his sweat hit me on my lower back. I just squeeze my eyes shut and hang on tight for the ride.

“Touch yourself,” Coop orders me in a thick voice. I comply, one hand immediately going to my clit while the other braces against the mattress. It’s throbbing, achy, and coupled with the feel of his cock in my pussy and the thick plug in my ass, it takes only a few gentle circles of my finger and I’m exploding again.

“Coop,” I cry out as my head rears backward, hair flying. “Oh shit…damn.”

“Yes,” Coop mutters in triumph as my body shudders so fucking hard. His hand goes to the plug and he pulls it out, the sensation causing my orgasm to intensify.

“Fuck,” I scream, and tears leak from my eyes because that felt so damn good.

Coop drives into me once more, then pulls all the way out. “Taking that ass,” he whispers.

I can only nod my head, my body pushing backward.

The tip of his thick head presses against my tight opening, and I tense for one second before I relax. I relax because I trust him more than any other man I’ve ever been with. Then he pushes in slowly, the ring of muscles giving way from the workout they got from the plug. Coop slides into me in a singular, continuous move until his pelvis is pressed against my ass.

“Eden…you okay?” he asks, and I can tell by his tone his teeth are gritted tight.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Not hurting?”

That’s sweet. “No. Move.”

Coop chuckles at my demand and he pulls out slowly, then pushes back in.

“That right there,” I encourage him. “That’s it. Right there.”

“Can you take it faster?” he rasps.

“And harder.”

“Christ, you’re perfect,” he says reverently as he pulls his cock out and slams it back into me.

Later I’ll probably be embarrassed, but I shriek out the word yes and then Coop proceeds to fuck my ass like it’s never been fucked before.